New Scratcher Joined 3 years, 10 months ago Antarctica

About me

Cobalt leaned on his sword, his slight smile no more than a smirk. A glint of malice kindles in his eyes, hiding the cloud of pain and regret. "So? Why are you here?" He ran his finger along the blade

What I'm working on

of his sword, drawing a line of blood. He licks it delicately. "What? I do what I wish."

What I've been doing


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